[Ichigo lets his desire take over, abandoning all reason and restraint.
He moans softly in return, his fingers entangling into Mikazuki’s hair. He quickly shrugs off his upper clothing during the brief break, eager to get back to the kiss. His breath catches slightly as he quivers at the fingers dancing over his shoulder blades, his spine and his scars. He responds by reaching out to undo obi of Mikazuki’s yukata.]
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He moans softly in return, his fingers entangling into Mikazuki’s hair. He quickly shrugs off his upper clothing during the brief break, eager to get back to the kiss. His breath catches slightly as he quivers at the fingers dancing over his shoulder blades, his spine and his scars. He responds by reaching out to undo obi of Mikazuki’s yukata.]